[ He likes the way Thomas looks at him; it makes him feel heated, inside, and whether the corny lines are helping or they're just easy to ignore while they're voluntarily on this alien weed, he doesn't really care.
Jim raises their joined hands and presses the back of the other man's knuckles to his mouth - since he'd been so distracted looking at it. His smile is now tangible as well as visible, before he lowers it and moves to stand, waiting to be joined. ]
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Jim raises their joined hands and presses the back of the other man's knuckles to his mouth - since he'd been so distracted looking at it. His smile is now tangible as well as visible, before he lowers it and moves to stand, waiting to be joined. ]
Let's go, then.